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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 350

In that environment, anyone would turn mad, lose their minds, and become insane.

The girl with the neat fringe absolute believed in that, and every Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples present did not doubt that either.

The Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples trapped in the Dark Souls Overcast Formation at that moment were also being slowly eroded by the cold and desperate emotions.

Negative emotions such as loneliness, helplessness, fear, and such were like a dark abyss that was slowly swallowing their hearts.

However, someone was an exception.

In that dark and silent environment, Caspian’s eyes became brighter and brighter.

Not long after, he even smiled and sneered.

“What a long-forgotten memory… Unfortunately, it’s not as terrifying….”

The hellhole prison was darker than that! The hellhole prison was quieter than that!

The deadly aura in that place was far behind the hellhole prison with countless lost souls!

One year of imprisonment in the hellhole prison failed to destroy Caspian.

Hence, the Dark Souls Overcast Formation was just like a joke for Caspian, as if they tried to cover the sun with a quilt.

The experience in the hellhole prison made his soul even stronger, and his willpower was also sharpened beyond words.

Not only that, but Caspian’s state of mind and spirit were also tempered as if they were the sharpest blades, biting cold, harsh, and dazzling!

No matter how dark it was, it would be torn to pieces by Caspian’s sharp edge.

“You guys truly… Underestimated me!”

At that time, the light in Caspian’s eyes started to gather, and the blood in his body roared.

Then, Caspian held his Ghoul-Locker Spear horizontally like he drew a sword out of its sheath.

The sharpness shining out was enough to shred and annihilate people’s souls.

The surrounding darkness seemed to feel the accumulated force on Caspian’s body, and it retreated.

Outside the formation, the 16 ghost banners roared in the air as if blown by a strong wind.

“Eh?” The girl with the neat fringe was confused, and she tried to listen closely.

“My heart won’t be defeated by your trivial tricks!”

“The Dark Souls Overcast Formation, killing hundreds of people in formation, killing thousands of people to refine the spirits.

Yet, when I was fourteen, I killed more than 100,000 people!”

“Demons and monsters could never destroy my heart! Just break already!”

“The Firmament’s Ghoul-Locker Spear!” Caspian let out a long roar, and a ghostly light burst out from the Ghoul-Locker Spear in his hand.

Then, the light instantly formed the shape of an eye, piercing through the space and extinguishing everything.

“The Gaze of Death!”

Bam!

The spear light swelled and became huge.

Although it was just a shot, it burst into an overwhelming aura instantly.

The thick black fog in front of Caspian suddenly seemed to come back to life, and screams and wailing erupted from it, fleeing in all directions.

With Caspian as the center, an area was immediately cleared, and the black mist around trembled, afraid to move forward.

“What’s going on!” Outside the formation, the girl with the neat fringe’s face changed drastically as she could clearly feel the changes with the array.

‘Could it be… How’s that possible… The Dark Souls Overcast Formation can be used as a defensive formation not because of the number of traps or murderous intent.

Instead, it can corrode one’s heart, destroy their hope, and let one unknowingly fall into despair.

Someone can’t resist the erosion from the soul.

It’s impossible, absolutely impossible!’

The girl with the neat fringe shook her head and her face got paler.

Even though she relentlessly denied that she could feel that there seemed to be a scorching sun in the array filled with despair, and the red light was about to burst out.

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